Flipping Memory

Flipping Memory

A Poem by Jon Roggie

Excuse me while I whine,
  I figure I should have a chance once in awhile.

If it was only the songs,
  I mean who needs an iPod?
All I do is queue it up,
  and let it play.

It is keeping the things in order,
  not to mention under control.

Every moment on replay.

I wish some were edited.

Bit of a toss-up.

On a bright note,
  there was the blonde falling into my lap at the Sammy Hagar concert.

Damn.
  That was thirty years ago....

© 2016 Jon Roggie


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Added on April 18, 2016
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Jon Roggie
Jon Roggie

Porterville, CA



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